Author Notes: Thank you, my faithful readers, for sticking with this story. I know that the last chapter was rather unexpected, and it was very late, but I want to try and make it up to you guys for these upcoming holidays. I don't know how, but hey, we'll see. I'll write another story for you guys! Yeah, that's it! Ok, just enjoy this chapter! I love you all!

Harry leaned against the wall of the Burrow. He was completely stressed out by the whole Draco thing, and not even Ginny could make him feel any better. Draco didn't seem to be getting it easier either, since everyone had some sort of problem with him. He would usually creep to a nearby corner and do absolutely nothing but think. He thought of how he could prove himself to Harry and the others. Ginny gave him food and sat next to him a lot during the day, but he could barely return a thank you. Not even with a faint smile. But, of course, Ginny didn't mind. She was too kind to care about such things. She just wanted to make sure he was right at home, like she would with any other guest.

Right after she stood up from talking a little with Draco, Harry approached her. She frowned and turned her head angrily. He sighed and glanced over at Draco, who was secretly watching from his small corner. No one was around, so he stood up and leaned against the wall.

"She thinks you're a jerk." he told Harry plainly. Harry crossed his arms and was about to retort something when Ginny cleared her throat nearby. Harry fake coughed and turned to Draco again.

"I thought so, after she kept hanging with you." Draco snorted, but kept his straight, plain face.

"She can see the kindness and love in everyone. She can easily change someone just by showing a little of respect, don't you think?" he looked up at Harry, eyeing him directly. Harry felt slightly guilty. Draco was trying to make Harry guilty by saying he didn't trust Draco from the beginning.

"Well, wasn't I the one who tried to befriend you back in 1st year? Remember that, bleach boy?" Harry made that slip.

"I know I was hard to trust before, Harry--"

"Don't call me by my first name as if you were my friend! You were always a git!" Ginny ran towards Harry and grabbed his arm. He was starting to get out of hand, yelling at Draco.

"Harry! Please, just let it go! I'm sure he can explain everything! Everyone has a right to change, Harry! Everyone!" Harry squinted. She was right. He knew she was right. Why did she always trust everyone? There is always a good side to everything with her. That's why she loved her, wasn't it? Because she always makes things better. Because the sun always shines a little brighter with her beside you. Because with her smile, it makes the world a little happier.

Draco sank onto the floor slowly, small tears running down his pale face. Ginny noticed and held his hand in comfort.

"Draco? Are you alright?" Harry turned away, eyes tightly shut. He refused to watch, but he knew what she was doing and what he was doing. Draco. He buried his head in Ginny's hair, sobbing and crying like a baby. Crying tears that have been held back for years. Harry pulled at his own hair as Draco held onto Ginny closer. Harry was losing himself because Draco loved her.

Draco was indeed in love with Ginny, and Harry boiled with rage. The day afterwards, Harry found Draco walking around the courtyard. Harry kept calm and walked over to him.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy? I thought you were too scared to get out of your little corner?" Draco turned around and faced him. He placed his hands in his pockets and said,

"And I thought you were supposed to look for Voldemort's horcruxes?" he snorted, "Ginny suggested I went out for some fresh-air." Harry stood wide-eyed from the first complaint, but glared at him from the second.

"Look, Malfoy! I don't care what you want from all of this, but you better leave Ginny out of this! She's nothing to you as she is to me!" he didn't mean to add the "--as she is to me" part, but he meant to make a specific point. Ginny was his, and he wasn't about to share her, much less with Malfoy.

"I won't share her!" That also wasn't meant to come out of his mouth, yet it did nonetheless, and Ginny heard it. She scowled at Harry and threw a small towel at him. It was probably to clean fragile Malfoy's face. The cloth landed on his face, but he threw it onto the ground angrily and ran after Ginny. Malfoy went into the house and tried to look for Harry and Ginny. He found them in her room. She was crying on her bed, and he was trying to explain what he could.

"How dare you! How dare you use me like an item! Like a toy!" Ginny sobbed, trying to fight Harry back from holding her.

"Ginny! I didn't mean it, I swear! I just can't stand you being with Malfoy! It drives me mad, don't you see! I can't live if I see you with someone else like that!"

"But can't you ever understand? I just want him to change. Why can't you just give him a chance…?" She buried her face in her hands and didn't look at Harry any further. His breathing started to get difficult as he cried silently next to his beloved. Never did he imagine he would cry like this. For something so foolish. He held Ginny's hand, gently caressing it.

"Why are you so nice to everyone? I just want you to love me, Gin. I don't want to lose you…please…" Harry sobbed, not knowing that Malfoy was silently watching from the doorway. Ginny looked up at Harry and tossed herself on him. Harry cried, his face buried in her hair.

"I just want you. I don't want you to belong to anyone else." he said. Ginny nodded and rubbed his back.

"I know Harry." Malfoy left the room quietly and slowly.

Is this what it's like to be in love? When can I be able to express such emotions? My fragile soul can't hold such a burden for a foolish desire. My affairs with Pansy meant nothing to either of us, but there was nothing and no one else I could turn to. This hell hole guides me to the same crap over and over. I won't be able to love like I thought, Ginny, but now I know there is such a thing like true love, thus I see in you and Potter. He thought to himself. He didn't slump to his corner, and he wasn't as quite then as he was before. He was more respectful to the Weasleys, and he helped around the house with Molly so much more than anyone else! He expressed his thoughts about Ginny and talked about them with Harry, finally earning his trust.

"That's what I needed, Malfoy. I know now, that I can trust you, and I'm sure the others are grateful to be with such a man like you." he said, offering his hand to shake it. Draco looked at him and then at his hand, smiling faintly, yet it was the brightest and happiest smile he had seen in months.

"Thank you," he shook his hand, "Harry."

Author Notes: I know, I know! It's the shortest thing in the world, but-- It was just to end the last chapter. Now you guys will be seeing Draco helping out with a couple of Harry's missions and such, and soon...ah yes, very soon shall be the last chapter gasp! This thing really shouldn't go on, I'll just start a new story! Don't worry! Bye guys!